Ce qui m'avait tout de suite frappé dans cette chanson du groupe The Smoke (1967), c'était ce son de guitare saturé avec un effet de "flanger" et un vibrato électronique à peu près synchronisé sur le rythme. Encore un 45 tours qui faisait partie de ma collection...
My friend Jack
My friend Jack eats sugar lumps
My friend Jack eats sugar lumps
Sugarman hasn't got a care
He's been traveling everywhere
Been on a voyage across an ocean
Heard the sweet sounds of wheels in motion
He's seen hawks fly high to hail the setting sun
My friend Jack eats sugar lumps
My friend Jack eats sugar lumps
Sugarman hasn't got a care
He's been traveling everywhere
He's seen the people in the city
And the bright lights looks awful pretty
He's followed dusty tracks into eternity
Eating sugar cain in Cuba
Try to grow it in Japan
On the west coast, he's real famous
Kids they call him Sugar Man
My friend Jack eats sugar lumps
My friend Jack eats sugar lumps
Sugarman hasn't got a care
He's been traveling everywhere
Been on a voyage across an ocean
Heard the sweet sounds of wheels in motion
He's seen hawk fly high to hail the setting sun
My friend Jack eats sugar lumps
My friend Jack eats sugar lumps
Sugarman hasn't got a care
He's been traveling everywhere
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